Short Sleeved Poems

I should've worn a longer-sleeved shirt--
then maybe now my arms wouldn't hurt!...

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I love the scent of those
Crisp white shirts
Long or short sleeved;
Watching those button-fly jeans,
The way they sway in the breeze…
Oh yes, admittedly he wears them well.
Is he your beloved?
No my dear it’s my clothes line!...

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I saw a cherry tree in bloom;
It must be quite confused.
This imitation spring fools some
But others have refused.

So short-sleeved shirts have made the scene
While certain coats stay zipped,
Though temps have broken records
And at night they haven't dipped.

With March on the horizon
Guess it's not an awful thing
To give in and shuck the jackets
And pretend it's really spring....

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In the seventies we thought we were modern
Utmost chic, sassy, on the cutting edge.
With our bell bottom slacks
And our bell sleeved shirts and dresses
Perhaps we were.
Everyone had the same pattern.
It was fun to see which fabrics others would select.
Paisleys and florals were vividly popular!
The polka dotted fabrics stayed back in the fifties.
But stripes were definitely a choice....

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The forecast said it would be cool;
I packed some pants - I'm not a fool -
And long-sleeved shirts, but still unsure,
As I was heading out the door,
I grabbed my trusty purple vest 
And wore it daily - who'd have guessed?

It's made of down and light as air,
Magenta-toned, to be quite fair.
So though the sunny warmth was gone,
I still felt cozy with it on.
I never will be underdressed
When I wear my UniQlo vest....

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Summer Hat

Rose stitched onto a summer hat
Braided with love 
Hung upon a wall
Overhead grandma’s twin sized bed
Alongside her church dress
Burnt orange 
Long sleeved
Hemmed below the knee 
Clear pear shaped crystals along  its neckline

Good folk come around bedtime 
Conversing over old pastimes 
Words get through her head when she sleeps 
A song through the lips
A peck on the cheek



Marckincia Jean
Free verse
09/11/19...

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I saw a heart on a Large pink to scarlet web-footed wading bird with down-bent bill,
The heart was pink and so very hard to see, but I knew it was there,
Because it was in my little Minnie’s smile.

Her favorite long sleeved shirts have hearts on them,
Underneath she wears a short-sleeved cotton one; for comfort,
Today's undershirt had the wading bird on it!

4 years old, happy with her
Heart and Flamingo and Playful smile.

©david byrne Jan 2021...

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I’m leaving on vacation soon,
My suitcase mostly packed,
But certain items I’m deciding
If I should extract.

That extra long-sleeved shirt?
And will I really wear my jeans?
I need a packing fairy
Who swoops in and intervenes.

She’d point her wand and I would have
Exactly what I need
And from the drama in my mind
I’d thankfully be freed.

But as it is, I’ll do the job
And while I’m gone, I bet
I’ll agonize ‘bout things I brought
And those I did forget....

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